"Something's not quite right, I sense foul play..."

Lumina had been quite busy ever since Serah had gone back to check on Lightning. Honestly? At first, Lumina begrudgingly thought Lightning was fine. A small part of her worried but she worried because something was off just before arriving in Torrensten. In the days since, she had momentarily reverted to her younger appearance, as if she was back on the dying Nova anew. Eventually, Lumina regained some control over her power of Chaos. She had returned to Provo but didn't check in on her house, so as to avoid Lightning only to end up in a Murder Mystery! Then she ended up who knows where after making a daring escape from the mansion. Once Lumina felt it was safe, she returned to Torrensten anew. There was some longer term contracts to negotiate and she knew Serah would head here eventually when the time came.

What Lumina hadn't expected, was that Lightning wasn't the same old, broody 'sis' that she was familiar with. The good news is, Serah would have an easy time finding Lumina. Being in the market, Lumina was haggling for different goods to sell in Provo. She'd recognize Lumina's crew members, even as Lumina was in her usual pre-teen form. "No, no, no. You have to factor in my costs to go form here to Provo. That's way too much." Lumina stated to the merchant, clearly haggling like a pro. Her usual outfit was in ruins so Lumina was wearing something similar to the Female Guardian Corps Unfiorm.

Given the size of the market, it was easy to get lost here in Torrensten if one wasn't a veteran. Lumina had gotten lost plenty of times in the past. Those mistakes only made her stronger today, even as past events began to flow anew. It all started rather innocently, for once she was found, she'd opt to separate from the crew. Taking Serah around the market should have been a fun and stress free experience. She'd revert to her older form for convenience when dealing with certain vendors. (Can a 500+ year old get a little respect, honestly!) The first omen of trouble came when a vendor four stalls down yelled "Thief". The Farron sisters weren't going to let someone just get robbed in broad daylight. It was instinct to go chase after this deviant.

The second omen, was coming to a crossroad, where fate would deem an unexpected encounter. From the back, Lumina looked almost indistinguishable from Lightning. Sure the hair style was a bit more like Serah and yes, she was a bit shorter than Lightning's full height as an adult. However the uniform, the laissez faire posture, as if being cool just came oh so naturally. The perfect concoction for mistaken identities was in order.